Chapter 356: A Boy Like the Wind
The five people of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect didn't look at them when they saw Chen Zheng, but instead let them get out of the way, and they were immediately furious, and at the same time urged the original qi to release the strongest aura.
"Dog, mother, raised, really arrogant!"
"The people who killed our Wanjianmen still dare to be so arrogant, I really don't know how to write the word 'death'?"
The cultivation strength of these five people is not weak, and they are all excellent disciples in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and no one has ever dared to ignore them.
Now Chen Zheng not only ignored them in public, but also stood in front of them, raising his big foot to step on the two guards when he was about to step on them.
Although this kick was stepped on the faces of the two guards, it was undoubtedly stepped on their faces. If they are stepped on by Chen Zheng, not only will they lose face, but even the façade of Wanjianmen will be disgraced.
"Stop him!"
The five of them immediately activated the original qi, forming a barrier, ready to let Chen Zheng kick the "iron plate" and make a fool of himself in public.
But what they never expected was that Chen Zheng strangely passed through their barrier and appeared behind them in an instant.
To be precise, it was not Chen Zheng who passed through their barrier, but before their barrier could be formed, Chen Zheng had already dodged through.
"Poof!"
Chen Zheng's big foot stomped firmly on the face of one of the guards, and immediately squatted the angry and frightened face.
The stepped on guard wailed and convulsed, but he didn't die, because Chen Zheng didn't intend to trample him to death, but just wanted to abolish him.
The fierce original qi entered the guard's body along the big foot, instantly destroying his martial vein.
When the other guard saw this, his face turned pale and he sat down on the ground in fright, trembling.
"Mahler, a handle!"
Standing in a row, they didn't even block Chen Zheng, they simply slapped them in the face in public, and the five people of Wanjianmen were completely crazy, roaring angrily, and turned around and shot at Chen Zheng in unison.
"Die!"
Among the five people, three punched and two palmed, urging the original qi of the whole body and bombarding Chen Zheng's back.
The light was shining, shining for ten miles, the original qi like a stormy wave was surging, the air was irritable, and the whole square trembled slightly.
The surrounding warriors, who didn't care about queuing, immediately dodged and retreated. They knew very well that every martial artist who came out of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect had a cultivation of more than six stars in the Heavenly Martial Realm, and the aftermath of a casual battle was enough to kill them.
Feeling the crisis behind him, Chen Zheng performed "Fish and Dragon Change" under his feet, took a step forward directly, advanced 100 meters, and avoided the edge of the five people.
In the process of advancing, as soon as he held his right hand, the Cold Cloud Sword immediately appeared in his hand.
As soon as the body landed, it rotated on the spot, and the sword moved with it, rotating at the same time, drawing a sword arc, and with a brush, it tore through the void and flew towards the five people of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate.
The faces of the five people of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate froze, and they immediately stopped the pace of pursuing Chen Zheng, and immediately pulled out the golden big sword on their backs to block.
"Dingding......
Suddenly, the sword light shone brightly, and the eyes pierced people's eyes.
Everything happened so fast that a lot of people didn't even react.
From Chen Zheng raising his foot and stepping on the two guards, the five disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate appeared to block, to Chen Zheng passing through the five people's blocking and stepping on the face of one of the guards, and then to the five people of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate to attack in a rage, Chen Zheng dodged and turned back with a sword, and the five people of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate drew their swords to block, and a series of actions occurred between the calcium carbide sparks.
The surrounding warriors were all stunned, shocked beyond measure, full of turbulent waves, and there was a brief blank in their minds, only two words were infinitely magnified in it, that is, "So fast!"
However, not only the surrounding martial artists were surprised, but even the five people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who shocked everyone were secretly taken aback.
In the brief moment when they had just fought, they had a discovery that they couldn't calm down, that is, Chen Zheng's speed was faster than them.
"How can it be so fast?"
The five of them could see that Chen Zheng's cultivation realm was not higher than theirs, but his speed was much faster than theirs, which completely violated common sense.
As outstanding disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, they had naturally seen the strength of the Heavenly Martial Realm Nine-Star Martial Artists, and Chen Zheng's speed seemed to be faster than the speed of the Heavenly Martial Realm Nine-Star Cultivators, which made them feel uneasy.
Speed and power are deadly, and even absolute speed can make it impossible to exert power.
The five people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were confident, and under their joint efforts, even the martial artists of the Nine Stars of the Heavenly Martial Realm would not dare to fight with them, but in the face of Chen Zheng, who was surprisingly fast, their advantages might not be able to be brought into play.
The five of them glanced at each other, and at the same time had an idea, that is, to shoot continuously, suppress strongly, not give Chen Zheng a chance to breathe, and strive to kill Chen Zheng in seconds.
"Kill!"
The five of them drank at the same time, and while blocking Chen Zheng's attack, they immediately frantically urged the original qi around their bodies, making the golden sword in their hands shine brightly and rushed towards Chen Zheng.
Five big swords, golden light and ten thousand paths, formed a golden sword net, directly enveloping Chen Zheng.
Chen Zheng frowned slightly, and his face was solemn. The strength of these five Ten Thousand Swords Sect disciples was obviously stronger than the three he had killed before, and they were all very cautious, and they came up with the strongest killing move, obviously wanting to kill him with one blow.
If it is a head-on confrontation, it may suffer a loss.
But Chen Zheng didn't dodge, the cold cloud sword in his hand shook, and disappeared in an instant, followed by a leisurely wind breath in mid-air.
"Wind Sword!"
Chen Zheng snorted lightly, swung his sword upstream, and rushed into the golden sword net.
The onlookers were all stunned, and they all thought that Chen Zheng was dizzy and made the most wrong move in his life.
In their opinion, the light net woven by the five powerhouses of the Heavenly Martial Realm was too late to hide, and if they rushed in, they would simply kill themselves.
Even the five people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were slightly stunned. They originally predicted that Chen Zheng would definitely dodge, and they had already prepared a follow-up killing move, ready to chase and kill after Chen Zheng dodged.
But now, the follow-up killing moves they prepared are obviously useless, because Chen Zheng will definitely die if he does not escape the counterattack.
Chen Zheng's actions were obviously unexpected.
However, Chen Zheng is just going to be unexpected, to surprise his opponents.
Under his feet, a thousand-meter saint-level martial arts "Fish and Dragon Change", in his hand, he used his own comprehension of the "Wind Sword" that is known for its speed.
The speed is superimposed, fast and fast, at this moment, Chen Zheng exerted his speed to the extreme, and in an instant, Chen Zheng's figure became blurred, as if it turned into a wind, and disappeared from everyone's sight.
In the next moment, a breath of wind suddenly appeared on the golden sword net, and a figure appeared in front of the five powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Sword Gate like a fish breaking through the net.
"How is that possible?"
The five disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect stared at Chen Zheng who appeared in front of them, as if they had seen a ghost, and they were shocked.
"How could it be so fast!"
They could see that Chen Zheng was completely relying on his speed, and at the moment when the sword qi of the five of them had not completely closed into a sword net, he pierced through.
"Damn it, be careful!"
Instantly deadly, although the five people were shocked, they didn't have time to be shocked, the deadly wind breath had already come, and they immediately put away their swords to defend.
But it's too late!
As soon as the wind appeared, it had already descended on the necks of two of them, making them unavoidable.
"Boom!"
The subtle cracking sound startled two thin lines of blood, taking away two lives.
"Bastard!" The other three Ten Thousand Swords Sect disciples who had not been attacked by the Wind Breath were stunned, and immediately waved the golden sword in their hands desperately, wanting to kill Chen Zheng.
"Whew!"
And at this moment, in mid-air, two purple rays of light suddenly appeared, not vast, but abnormal demonic, piercing the chests of two of them.
The figure of the two of them frantically attacking Chen Zheng suddenly stopped, and they turned their heads in great surprise to see, but what they saw was the strange face of a purple-haired man.
"I'm the one who hates those who fight more and fight less!" said the purple-haired man lightly, as if he didn't kill people.
"You ......"
"Phew!"
The only remaining disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect looked at the purple-haired man in great surprise, wanting to ask the other party's name, but a cold sword had already pierced his throat and interrupted his words.
In the time of breathing, the five strong men of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who came to attack were killed by others, and blood was splashed on the spot.
All the people around were stunned, and half of the square fell silent.
The martial artists who came out of the eight super strengths of the Eastern Regions are all strong men in the vertical and horizontal side, and their strength is all above the Heavenly Martial Realm, and few people can compete, let alone be easily wiped out.
But today, they saw with their own eyes that the five powerful disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were killed like chickens and dogs.
They couldn't believe what they were seeing.
"It's too fast! He's so fast! How can a man be so fast?"
"Who is he, and why is he so powerful?"
"He's just a gust of wind!"
Everyone looked at Chen Zheng with incomparable awe, and they didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that Chen Zheng would suddenly appear in front of them and kill them with a sword.
"Who is that purple-haired young man?
"Isn't it weak? casually raised his hand, and killed two powerhouses of the Heavenly Martial Realm, is it still not weak?
Everyone looked at the purple-haired man again, muttering quietly, guessing his identity, but no one could guess it.
Chen Zheng looked at the purple-haired man in surprise, he didn't even see that the latter was actually a strong hand who was not weaker than him at all, smiled slightly, hugged his fists and said, "Thank you, Brother Ren, for your righteous action!"
"You're welcome!" The purple-haired man also hugged his fists very politely, then glanced at the five corpses on the ground, and said disdainfully, "I just can't get used to seeing these people rampant, isn't it just a Ten Thousand Sword Gate?"
Hearing this, everyone's jaws almost fell to the ground. Wanjianmen is one of the eight super forces in the Eastern Regions, and it is relatively high among the eight super forces, and there are countless strong people in the gate, which is enough to destroy the entire Eastern Regions, and no one dares to provoke it at all.
"Isn't it just a Ten Thousand Swords Gate?
Those who dare to say this, looking at the entire Eastern Regions, can you find out how many of them? What is the origin of this one?